Short Stories About
Love
Apologies Part 1

It was first day of the mid-year exams and
therefore I finished school a little earlier. I called
him,

“Hey, I finished school earlier today, would
you come by and pick me up?”
“Alright, give me five minutes.”
“Five minutes? But my school is just beside
your house.”
“I need to get ready.”
“Alright, make it fast then.”

It was 2 p.m. in the afternoon and the sun was extremely
hot. I stood under a shaded tree and fanned myself.
Although it doesn't make much of a difference, I felt
better with something to do while I wait.

After five minutes, he still hadn’t shown up. I felt a
little unhappy as I looked at my watch.

Soon, five minutes turned to ten minutes and he's
still not here. Did he meet with an accident on his
way here? I started to become worried.

It was fifteen minutes later when he finally showed
up.

“Why are you so late?”
He wasn't even a little bothered.
“I was watching T.V.”
“What?! T.V.?! Why don't you sleep, bathe and
eat before you get me then?”

I was extremely angry and kept quiet as I didn't
take the helmet he handed me. I stood there and stared
at him.

“Sorry.”

This was the first time he said sorry to me. He is an egoistical
person and had never apologised to a girl before. I looked at
him and felt my heart softened. I decided it is alright since
he apologised. I took the helmet and let him sent me home.

It was typical of him to avoid explanations, friction and quarrels
between us. Since then, the only thing he ever does is to apologise
when something is wrong. However in my opinion, some things can't
be settled with an apology.

Despite that, I would never pursue a matter once
he apologises. He told me that was the first time
he said sorry to a girl and while I felt that it takes
courage to admit mistakes, he never once corrects
his mistakes. Instead, I get the impression that sorry
became a word to shut me up.

Tears flowed down my cheeks when he apologised to
me again on the 59th time. I dropped my head and told
him,

“Please don't bother to say sorry to me again.
If you can never change your bad habits, don't let
me keep giving you chances again and again, hoping
and believing that you would change each time.”

He held me lightly and said the 60th sorry. Even with my outburst
and his latest apology, he did not change for the better and there
still wasn’t any explanation on his mistakes whatsoever.